
There are some nights that follow a long day, when things just feel right. Maybe it was a difficult, but productive day. Dinner is over—a new dish, delicious–and the kitchen is clean. Homework is done, at least as far as you, the mom, know. It’s snowing outside, a fire is crackling, and all the people you love most in the world are home, safe, and for the moment, happy.
On nights like these, problems seem far away. Grades, work . . . not important. Bills in the “to be paid” pile . . . not important. That disagreement earlier with your significant other. . . not important.
You can sit in front of the television with a glass of wine and enjoy getting immersed in your favorite type of escape: Comedy, drama, true life? All that matters is that you’re enjoying it. In fact, you wish it would last longer, putting off the time to prepare for the next day with lunches, backpacks, and the ever present to-do list. Soon it will be time to head upstairs, and get ready for tomorrow.
For now, there is satisfaction.
But tomorrow, who knows?